Patrick White

Has the title of post never been more fated? Even fatigue has not soured the majesty. I read an article this evening in an Aussie lit journal where a few years back a sample of a novel by an up-and-comer with a moribund name was sent to all the major publishers down under and it was rejected across the board; it turned out to be a chapter from one of White's midstream novels, the ones hwich found him the Nobel. The opacity, the incomprehension, as determined by the publishing community was alleged to have been a succor to the local readership, absolving them from not having broached the titan. I feel as if i have slipped off a well-used path to locate personal faunt of the most fascinating toxin.